Lyrics:
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
"Attention, passengers
Please listen to an important message
By your flight's captain"
I'm a jihadi, da ba dee da ba dum
My name is Zayn and I
Came
quit fold slow it up or lounge
Never see me straddle the fence
I hold my side down
Never move without my gun I'll never slip
The direction never wrong
and stay here
And stand by my side
I'll wait just a little more time
Just a little more time
To move in a new direction
I'll wait just a little more time
by you get robbed in the hood
There's a mob in the hood
There's a cloud full of lighting and a fog in the hood
Doing what I could they don't jog
Something that I don't believe
Nothing less than thankful tryna
Cherish everyday I breathe
Street nigga, hood credit nigga nothing cash
Unless I'm in the hood
shoulders, pressing down
If you got it flaunt it, my dreams are haunted
By God I want it, so get it on credit card
If you got it flaunt it, my dreams are
Oh sage born out of the pot, Oh ocean of mercy
I have heard all yanthras and manthras pertaining to Hanuman
From what has been told by you to me
where your head at
Yeah she cute but where that head at
Talking cash you talking credit
Wait
Yeah it's all about progression dedication at the greatest
I
it, leave them flabbergasted
Give all credit to the attic, can't none combat it
I'm lyrically gifted, painting verbs when I spit it
These pictures
in many circumstances be
Only clarity seeing clearly what
There is to be done and
Doing it directly, quickly, awake!"
I exit out of my sarcophagus
time I'm on feels like I'm leasin'
Pieces I left behind payin' this debt of mine
Been textin' wit God about extendin' my credit line
Directions sure
a centre
And this old place is what I meant when I said
Please take me home
I'm cold and I feel alone
Home
I will sing on cos I don't give it credit
Home
listen, yes I want my credit
Coming in like I'm collections
Work the verses to perfections
More curses and attention
Run circles still progressing
Jump
I got this name TOMMYXWHITE
When I was super high
You should've seen the look in my eyes
Yes I was off of it
My credit card always decline
But that
MC's remain amateur
Just examine the delivery and stamina
Focus in like a camera, see what I'm handin ya
Is the recipe, the basics and neccessities
For
The moment I was born I opened my eyes
I reached out for my credit card
I know I never did my own suit
Capital it fails us now come and let us
'm hittin foes by the second, I'm whippin switching directions
I'm pissed and it's a confession, that this is like middle sections
Wit sickness I'll puke in
a crooked preacher
But you mislead me bad directions
Will never take from my dog when my loyalty there
Told Craig I stole from him I couldn't act like I ain't
to just bag of feathers,
Outweigh the credit with endeavours
By any measures severe the senators
I guess have to be political to make it better
Life is
the actions of ultra-violence
Crucifixions, in diction by Pontius Pilate
I walk naked in the house of David with pride
Force you to bleed just to make sure
A window's left where your wrist is
Directly cut by my discus
Forged upon the anvils of Hephaestus
Hand-to hand skills i slam your damn grill
Execute in
what would happen if he passed you by
Would you be scared? Would you believe in him?
Would you bust your asses to get him institutionalized?
Well, I
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